Oh shit. It was on.

Mithias let go of the blade and Bug began melding it back into his body. The truth was, this needed to happen. He staggered back, extremely cautious over the sickening writhing that was going on under the surface of Bug, and formed his jiguntou blade. "You heard what I said Bug. He acted out of fear and dug his own grave. You have to accept that, because I'm not going to let you turn into him." Taking his glowing green weapon, Mithias split it into two swords and prepared himself in the fighting style he had most mastery of for whatever the hell Bug might launch at him. "I'm not letting you get him back."